This is a song about "Left"

Or you can do better on some hate shit

So with your mind left exploded

She knows you masturbate left handed

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Never ever pay rent

'till there's nothin' left.

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Promises that had us left assured

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

He was being a bully so i left

Rub my back, then let me lay

Got nothing left to say

I practiced till that shit made perfect

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left